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Not jeopardizing shit
That's really important
Live by principles
The same nigga on a song
Or in a interview
You see is what you get
That's a perfect

talk to
So I learned how  to write these songs
Got high by myself
Feeling like Young Armstrong
I don't cap or dick ride that's why me and people don't

on the way
Let me be the first to say
That I'll stomp you out in dirt
Till my white laces are submerge by red clay
And I wont digress Im way more malcolm x

a Legend in his day
From the Great White North they still ride forth
Canadian Celtic Cowboys
And they'd be singing that famous song
That they wrote that goes

they built these walls so high
Let's reach across that great divide

Brick by brick, stone by stone
Let's tear this down until it's gone
Until it's

American Eulogy: Mass Hysteria/Modern World

Green Day

21st Century Breakdown [Deluxe Edition]

2009

Sing us a song of the century
It sings like American Eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Forgotten hope and the class of thirteen
Tell me

New National Anthem

T.I.

Paperwork [Deluxe Edition]

2014

and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in

red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do

I'm George Floyd i'm George Floyd
I'm George Floyd

So much blood spilled on the pavement
I can't forget the lives they took
 fuck being famous
I'm

In gorilla spit
Shouting we unworthy
'Cause our families are all immigrants
Who decides the bar
And who decide to raise it yuh
Same song sing

surprised like bruises on the inner thighs
If you knew your muse's inner lives
Wonderin' why I had to ride amusement in her eyes
Sometimes you run out

ride out

Oh lord, four boys, in a four by four textin' four whores like.. (Woooh)

Back to this ride shit

Liph on his passenger side shit

You know

the backyard
Little white boy growing in a black art
Got big big dreams and a phat heart
But we ain't got money for the fast start
Family of immigrants
Death had

The great I cM,   the great I cM.


My journey now has been completed. My life on earth is finally through.

By being born You have defeated, the veil that

with a narc's commit larceny
I live hardly, to incarcerate me is to kill softly
Either or, it's me or it's Bill Cosby
They tryna kill a lord online

Thousands left homeless in Tulsa
Bombs over west philly 
Red summer, Central Park five
Remember how Mike brown died?
Juanita hung in Cali
By mob of white guys

drip drip
Foes don't like me
They the smell
I'm the shit
This malicious wit inherited by bright immigrants
Hence making this dark chocolate chip Edison

of the microphone
Capturing the moment
Embed it into songs
Im akin to Rakim
On a microphone Binge
In a league of my own
Spittin' black thought with a white conscience

My skin white as fright
My heart is black as stain
My blood is immigrant
My future's only grey
It don't matter how many
Lives I lead
It is all

to vent to so I vent it thru these songs now
Gma really miss you can't believe that you gone now
The pain deep having nightmares I can't sleep
Crossed by my

rigged
The feeling you get when you see a shark’s fin as you swim
Is what it’s like when I grab mics
And like Mike, I win
I jeopardize jester’s lives, F

Arriving soon to platforms everywhere
A brand new song that you gotta hear
It’s made by Joey that’s me Fabü
Hope you ready for it 'cause I’m looking

I'm here all alone
Lookin from another view
I knew I could live without you
Every time want you out of my mind
You cross the line
With another white lie

to see you fall down like The London Bridge
Same song sung by a bunch of kids, can I live?
Tabloids watching which crib
Competition and the bitches got